Camp Jackson

Camp B was Sir Jack 's problem, he had the forces from Minos with him, along with the sword maiden Josie. Jack 's task was going to be harder than the others, he was supposed to capture at least one of the snorpians alive for questioning. Right now he was in waiting mode, his forces were concealed in the woods between camp B and the snorpian 's main base. Camp B was where the pregnant females were being kept, Jack had no desire to rush in their with waving swords and have to fight his way through

One foggy afternoon Bruce, Billy, and Joe went to the Camp Gold Lake to spend the summer. Billy heard about the rumors of a giant monster that haunts the forest and lake. Billy told the other two about it but Bruce said, “There isn’t no monster it’s just folktale to keep people from renting the log cabin”. Bruce and Joe finally convinced Billy to go to the camp, when getting ready to leave there was a news story about the missing girl that has been missing for 3 months. The news report said, “The

gained from school and at home, I was still wondering the reason behind all the hard work to read and write. Until one day, I was sent to a leadership camp as a representative from my school. From that camp, I knew that all of my gained literacy has now made sense to me because it has changed my perspective of the world through literacy. The leadership camp is where multiple schools send their student representative to join a week-long program of all the things needed to build up leadership skills. Throughout

California has always been my home whether it was down south in San Diego where I grew up or up north in Monterey where I attended Santa Catalina’s summer camp with my sisters. My sisters have always been my best friends but Oksana especially. Oksana is only 2 years older than me but when we were young the best compliment someone could give us is by asking us if we were twins. The fact that my mom always dressed us the same could have contributed to the idea that we were twins. My sister was my best

The Camp Monster “Bill come on time to go!” Tom's mom screamed. Every summer Tom has to go to summer camp. His parents are traveling all the time because of work. Tom really doesn't like to go, he’s not the “athletic type.” Tom does not have a lot of friends and keeps to himself. As Tom walks down the stairs to the car he feels a little overwhelmed. Tom has gone to the camp three summers in a row and feels weirded out when he’s near the woods. The camp counselors don’t like it when kids go to the

years old, I was living in one of the small Bhutanese Refugee Camp called Goldhap located in Jhapa, Nepal. Life in the refugee camp was simple for me since I was only 11 years old. But for most adults including my parents, it was very challenging. Since they didn’t have their own land; they couldn’t eat whatever they wanted to like in Bhutan where they had large arable land for plantation. People in camp were not allowed to work outside of camp. But to provide for their family they worked laborious jobs

Of course the children, who were all in their early teen years, were embarrassed by their parents behavior. 14 year olds Elodie and Bentley were inseparable. They both got invited to the summer program of Perry Mansfield, which is a performing arts camp in Steamboat Springs, Colorado. Elodie and Bentley have been best friends ever since they were five. They started together in their very first ballet class, and have been best friends ever since. The girls got all checked in, and the the only thing

frowned upon. While being saddled with a guide and limitations that prohibit independent travel is disconcerting to many, the advent of a new twist on an old tradition offers relief to those is search of a trail blazing adventure. The Galapagos Safari Camp is the real deal, taking its cue from African counterparts and giving people a genuine way to explore the islands. One that embraces conservation

It was my junior year, in a small town that is unknown to many, Junction, TX. I was there with a group from school for a three-day competition. One of the main activities that weekend was to go tubing down the Llano River for about an hour. My group and I approached the area where the tubes were being distributed. Behind that day’s activity leaders, there was a stack of orange life-jackets and as we were each handed a glossy tube, we were asked if we wanted one. We were told they were not necessary

When one thinks of the words “Church Camp,” the term is not always related to “fun.” That is, unless that person has been to Gull Lake Ministries. I will admit, before my first summer there I originally believed that the camp was going to be a boring place where biblical information was the focus all the time. I quickly learned that I was extremely wrong. Not only was my impression of the camp wrong, my outlook on what life at camp would be like was completely wrong as well. By providing me with